Bumbling through my Education

Bumbling through my Education

Chapter 7: Family Meeting

The smell of fresh made Muffins wafted through the air and began to wake up everypony in the large bed. Bumble’s eyes opened as he found himself sandwiched between three different mares. There was a part of him that realized that before coming here, coming to college, meeting Honeypot, or even before going to Bad Gryphon and getting that mold made of his cock, that this would have been too much on him. In a way it still was a bit too much.

He worried about what the ponies closest to him would think. What would his mother think knowing that Honeypot and himself just accepted two of his sisters, her daughters, friends into their relationship? Would she be disappointed in him? As much as he wanted to get breakfast he was more worried about facing his mother today.

Something that Button once told him stuck in his mind, Mom’s know everything. I mean, seriously, they know everything.

His Mom realizing that Honeypot was his special somepony only really seemed to further this as nothing other than truth. If he was alone in the bed he’d be in a ball under the covers at this point. He still wanted to be. He didn’t want up, he didn’t want to go down stairs, he wanted to hide in this room until the world went dark. It was completely justifiable in his opinion.

“Bumble,” Honeypot’s voice filled his ears, “You’re stiff as a board, and not in the good way.”

He shook his head, his eyes now the size of pinpricks as he thought about facing his mother downstairs. He felt the other two bodies moving holding him, hugging him. Three sets of lips began to kiss on him, but they weren’t passionate kisses, they were tender, loving, caring ones. He closed his eyes, “How do I face her?”

The motion stopped.

“Bumble, if you’re talking about your mom that’s the biggest load I’ve ever heard,” Pina’s voice said before he felt a hand, a soft hand, touch his cock, “She’s going to love you no matter what, and besides I think that she’d be fine with this.”

He felt himself getting hard, and then something warm covered him. The warmth seemed to swallow his cock moving deeper and deeper until he was near the back of a throat. His eyes opened and he looked down to see Pina doing this for him, and then he felt both Honeypot and Pinchy hugging him. They snuggled against him, letting him feel the protection of their warm bodies.

He moaned as he felt Pina speed up, her head bobbing taking him in, her tongue working on his shaft, and while she wasn’t as skilled as Honeypot she was certainly getting there. He felt the first stirrings of his impending orgasm, “Pina… I’m gonna…”

She answered by moving up to the tip, and then looking at him, “Do it, I want you to, and I know it will help.”

He felt her going back, he leaned his head back, his hands grabbed the back of her head, and Pina let out a soft moan as he pushed the head of his cock into her throat. She felt the spurts as he came, and it was a massive load. Finally he let go, and she pulled loose. She grinned at him as he lay there, his entire body looking more relaxed.

“Okay, let’s get cleaned up, get some breakfast, and get past the morning awkwardness,” she said with a smile, “Because the faster you face this the faster we can get back to playing around.”

As they got up, found the bathroom, and prepared to shower together something else was going on downstairs. Derpy looked at the trays of muffins she had already fixed. She loved to bake for her foals, she always had, but she never let them know that sometimes she used the baking as a way of dealing with frustration. When she was pregnant with Dinky she practically baked all of the time about the fourth month on.

It wasn’t her foals fault, not in the slightest, and she certainly never blamed Amethyst or Bumble, but she couldn’t help but feel so frustrated and strained at times. Berry Punch and Carrot Top helped so much back then. They were willing to help watch Bumble and Amethyst, and there was times that both of them would help her find the release she so badly needed. Losing Silent was like losing a piece of herself.

He’d seen past her differences, past her eyes that so many Pegasus colts, and fillies, pitied and refused to even consider dating her because of. She couldn’t blame them, not really. Pegasi courting was as much of finding a good stallion, or mare, that would both be a good parent, and would bring good genetics to the relationship. Her eyes was the reason so many Pegasi wouldn’t even consider it, but Silent wasn’t a Pegasus. Oh, he was a little neurotic, but she assumed that all Unicorns were a little bit neurotic.

He told her, several times, that he loved her eyes. They were the most beautiful gold he’d ever seen, and he was so overjoyed when Bumble was born with her eye color. She was overjoyed that Bumble’s eyes were perfect. If he wanted to marry a Pegasus he could because he didn’t have her kind of eyes. She giggled at the thought, she really had hoped that he would find a little Pegasus mare.

It’d be such a joy to teach a grandcolt, or filly, how to fly. Oh, she knew that her granfoal’s mother would certainly want to teach them too, but hopefully she’d okay with sharing the experience. She then looked at the collection of muffins before her, and the others in the oven that were currently baking. She was going to have to have a talk with Bumble and his, she sighed and smiled, No way around it Derpy Ditzy Hooves, your son is in a herd, she grinned, And that’s not bad… Not at all, she thought as she fished out latest batch of muffins, and then slid another tray ready to be baked into the oven.

It’s not like I haven’t considered it. And I guess, smiled as she leaned against the wall, I guess I kinda was for a while with Berry and Carrot.

Her mind went back to when she was pregnant with Dinky. It had been years at this point, but in her mind’s eye it seemed so much closer. Berry Punch had come over for the day to help with the foals, and she found her, in the bedroom, desperately attempting to get off only to find that it was difficult for her. To answer the problem Berry crawled into the bed with her, shedding her own clothes, and she remembered how beautiful her plum colored friend was.

She moved up to her thighs, pushing Derpy’s hands out of the way, and she remembered how she began to kiss her, her lips touching her in the same place where Silent had touched her. The way she moaned as Berry’s tongue slid into her snatch, teasing, tasting, and loving her. She remembered Carrot wandering in, stripping off, and presenting her marehood to her. The three of them locked together, pleasuring one another, going at one another until finally all three of them were spent.

She giggled at the memory. She was lucky that Amethyst and Bumble were being so good downstairs. Amethyst was watching over Pina and Berry Pinch, well Pinchy, while everything that was happening was happening. It wasn’t a one time thing, it didn’t just happen when she was pregnant, but rather it happened several times.

She blushed as she continued to think about it. It still happened. Written Script, Carrot’s husband, was fine with it, and he’d even joined in after they married. In a way, he was their stallion, and while he was nowhere near as big as Silent was, he did know how to make a mare feel good about herself.

She liked Written, she really did, and while she realized that they more or less had a herd, her heart wasn’t completely given to her herdmates. A big part of it belonged to a neurotic, bookish, logistics officer for the Royal Guard that had called her beautiful. That same logistics officer that was the father of her three foals, and the one that she hoped she’d see when her time finally came.

She heard the timer go off and got the last batch of muffins out of the oven. She also heard the sounds of hooves coming down the stairs, and she readied herself. She was the matriarch of this family, her word was law in her little flock, and she wanted to give her little colt some advice, and her blessing.

She looked up to see Dinky, who looked exhausted. She moved toward the muffins, stopped, and her daughter looked at the huge spread there for them. Blueberry, Lemon Muffin Surprise, Poppy Seed Muffins, Cranberry Muffins, Chocolate Chip Muffins, Cornbread Muffins, Apple Muffins, and every other flavor that she knew was on the counter.

“Wow mom, when did you get up?”

Derpy smiled, “Oh, a few hours ago. I wanted to make sure that all of my little muffins had breakfast,” she smiled at her daughter, “Didn’t sleep well?”

Dinky swallowed the bite of a Blueberry Muffin she’d chosen, “Ummm… Not really. I think that something was happening in Bumble’s room.”

She shook her head. Her daughter was hinting at what she already knew. She smelled the combined musk from out in the hallway, and there was no doubt that the four of them had rutted each other silly. She secretly hoped that none of them were fertile at the moment. Not that she would mind having grandfoals, but she really wanted Bumble to finish school so he could make a name for himself with his golem thingies.

That was her truest hope. Not just the golem things… She was proud of the work he did, and it wasn’t that she didn’t understand the principle behind it. He was making things that would help ponies. Things that could get to places that Earth Ponies, Unicorns, and even Pegasi couldn’t ever hope to get to. She loved that he wanted to help so many ponies, and that made him her special little Muffin. She didn’t understand the magical part of it, but it still didn’t stop her from being proud of him. So she wanted him to succeed. That was what she wanted.

She wanted her son to succeed, to love his mares, since it looked like he was herding, and to have a wonderful family. She wanted them to have plenty of bits, to never worry about feeding their little ones, and to take care of one another. She wanted them to behave like a good flock should, although she knew that somepony was going to have to help run things.

Bumble was kind, and sweet, but he wasn’t overly assertive. She hoped that changed a little after he found his special someponies. She had noticed that Silent became more assertive after they rutted a few times. She blushed as she thought about it. He was more than willing to play with her, to chase her, and he even became more assertive at work. She noticed that other guardponies didn’t push all of their work off on him.

She heard Dinky and left the memory of her sweet Silent rest in the back of her mind.

“Hmm?”

Dinky rolled her eyes, “Mom, I was asking if Bumble kept you up at all last night?”

Derpy grinned, “A little, but that’s to be expected.”

Dinky looked a little surprised, “Expected, but… Mom, I thought that you’d be upset, or at least a little mad.”

Derpy smiled and laughed as she looked at her daughter. She walked from behind the counter, the green sundress she chose to wear today was stained with the batter from the muffins. Dinky felt her mom pull her against herself. It felt a little odd, to be hugged by her mother while she was wearing just a Shop Ponyville First for Hearth’s Warming t-shirt and a pair of plain white panties.

“My little Muffin,” she kissed the top of Dinky’s head, “Your brother has met his special someponies, and they’re going to do things. That’s natural. I’d be more worried if he didn’t do anything.”

Dinky swallowed, “Does that mean that I can…”

She felt her mother hugging her tighter, “When you find a good colt, or filly, that is going to treat you right, not leave you, and be willing to work with you to build a life, yes. But please wait until then. And maybe until you’re in the University at least?”

Dinky smiled, and snuggled against her, “Okay.”

The two of them broke the hug when they saw the others coming into the room. Derpy looked at her son, and her soon to be daughters in law. Oh, she was going to have some fun with them this morning, but she was fine with what she was seeing, and she was certain that Berry Punch would be fine with it too. Berry would see this as a positive thing. Her daughters were getting a good stallion, joining a good family, and they were going to have foals to help out with the tavern and vineyard.

She hoped that they would too. She watched as they settled down, plates began to get filled with various types of the muffins, and soon muzzles were following their examples in being filled. She grinned as she watched them all enjoying her food, and then she cleared her throat. Bumble stopped, his ears starting to lay flat, and his eyes looking like he was about to panic.

“So, I heard some commotion last night, it’s funny, I think that I heard more than two ponies.”

Honeypot swallowed her bite of muffin, her ears following Bumble’s example in laying flat against her head. A quick look to Pina and Pinchy revealed that they looked concerned. She lifted lifted a picture of orange juice she had set out earlier, poured a glass, and took a drink to keep them from seeing her smile.

“So, the question is, my sweet little muffins, is what were you doing to my little colt?”

Pina dropped her muffin onto her plate. Here eyes wide, but she didn’t move away from Bumble, and neither did Pinchy. She noticed that Honeypot was hugging against him, as if she was prepared to protect him, and she saw Bumble move closer like he was prepared to take whatever was coming so they wouldn’t have to. She felt her heart fill with pride over her little colt.

“Mom..”

She raised her hand, laughed a little, and sat her glass down, “It’s okay. I’m not upset, or disappointed. I love you Bumble, and I’m glad that you found ponies that make you happy. That’s important in life, and I don’t care if you’re in a herd. I just ask that you try to get through college, and,” she looked at Pinchy and Pina, “I want the two of you to try to go as well. It’d be good for you have some education to help with your mother’s business.”

A collective sigh of relief seemed to escape from them.

“Oh, when they time comes for foals… I want to be there.”

Honeypot looked at her, “Okay… but we’re not planning on having foals soon.”

Derpy looked at her, closing her bad eye and focusing on her, “If what I heard last night is any indicator at all, then I don’t think that it’s going to matter what you’re planning.”

Bumble lowered his head into his hands, but he felt the warm bodies of the three mares he was happy to call his marefriends.

“Maybe you should ask somepony about birth control spells.”

He looked up at his mother, a smile on her face, “I’m not going to tell you not to rut each other. We’re ponies and ponies have itches that have to be scratched, but I do want you to be careful about it, and don’t do those spells too often, I’ve heard that they can cause a pony to lose the ability to have foals.”

He nodded, glad that she wasn’t disappointed in him.

“You know, you’re going to have to tell Berry Punch that you’ve been sticking your dick up in her daughters’ foal holes.”

His eyes widened, “Do… Do you think she’s going to be mad?”

She shook her head, “Muffin, how long have we known Berry?”

He smiled, “All my life,” he replied, and then his face fell, “She’s going to tease me isn’t she?”

Derpy laughed and smiled, “Yes she is, and you’re going to deal with it. That’s what you get for putting foal batter in the foal holes of her daughters.”

He sat there, uncertain of what to say, or do, but instead his mind began to focus on the fact that he was going to have to face Berry Punch, and deal with the fact that he’d been rutting not one, but both of her daughters. On top of that he was going to have to deal with Berry teasing him mercilessly. There was little doubt in his mind that she would show any kind of restraint. That wasn’t something that Berry Punch was known for. No, she would ask questions, lots of questions, about what they were doing, what positions they were trying, if he was touring the chocolate factory, and of course which of them was better. He let out a defeated sigh. Part of him wanted to go back up to the bed, crawl back into it, and just simply do what he wanted to this morning. Let the world go dark before he got out of it. That sounded like a good plan, a very good plan indeed.